C387 It's qian fan not qian fan

Du Changfeng turned his head and saw Prince Chu bringing Jia Tong over with large strides.

"How are things on your side?"

Du Changfeng cupped his hands and bowed, "This subordinate has already controlled the fire, and it won't be long before all of it will be extinguished."

"Very good." Prince Chu looked around and pointed, "The Second Prince has opened up an isolation fire belt over there. You've finished here, bring people over to help."

"Yes, your subordinate understands."

The Prince Chu quickly turned around and was about to leave, planning to take a look at the north.

Du Changfeng called out to him, "Your Highness, this subordinate has something to say to you."

"What is it?"

Du Changfeng didn't say a word, and only looked at Jia Tong.

Jia Tong curled his lips. Du Changfeng viewed him as an outsider, why would he need to carry and say those words behind his back? He ignored him and just stood there without moving.

Jia Tong left. However, Du Changfeng did not speak for a long time, his head half-lowered, as though he was hesitating.

Prince Chu was a little impatient. "This king doesn't have time to waste with you.

Du Changfeng hurriedly said, "Your Highness, this subordinate wants to be the left vanguard of yours. After this fire has been extinguished, I beg Your Highness to allow this subordinate to lead a group of people to pursue and kill Yan Jueyi, and use his head to pay tribute to the fallen brothers and the dead commoners."

Prince Chu put his hands behind his back and said, "You want to be the left vanguard of this king?"

"Your highness doesn't care about the past, your subordinate is grateful to you for taking me in. In the past few days, your subordinate has followed you and learned many things, which has greatly improved your subordinate's opinion of your highness. Your subordinate also wishes for your highness to build a brilliant military achievement, in the future …"

"In the future, do you want to become a Great General?" Morong Gan did not forget what Du Changfeng had said to his father when they were patrolling the backyard of the Fifth Battalion. He nodded approvingly, "Good ambition."

The Prince Chu did not know. Under the effect of his silence, his heart was actually going through hundreds and thousands of twists and turns before he finally made a decision.

He wanted to catch the Great General, but that was to make himself more worthy of her, and to let himself have more confidence. He knew that Bai Qianfan was still thinking about the Prince Chu, but since she was unwilling to see him, it meant that he did not have no hope at all. By that time, he had already made his preparations. Everything would come to fruition.

"I'll give you a chance, but whether you can grasp it will depend on yourself."

"Your subordinate will not disappoint you, your highness."

Prince Chu patted his shoulder and turned to leave.

Du Changfeng watched him leave, and suddenly called out, "Your Highness."

Morong Gan turned his head, "Is there anything else?"

Du Changfeng's lips moved. He wanted to say, "Now that we have equal opportunities, whoever finds her first will be hers!"

But in the end, he did not say it out loud. "It's nothing. This subordinate will respectfully send you off, Your Highness." He bowed and cupped his hands again, but his eyes were full of confidence.

Prince Chu felt that this expression was a little strange, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he just frowned and left.

When Bai Qianfan went to check the list of names, he saw that she had drawn a tick at the bottom of Qian Fan's name.

She raised her eyes, neither saying nor saying anything. "It's me."

The Minister didn't say anything and pointed to the three to five people sitting nearby. "Go and wait over there. Once everyone's here, we'll leave."

Bai Qianfan went over and found a seat, and sat down. Someone by the side passed water over, "A Fan, you must be tired, drink some water."

She took the water bag and smiled at that person, "Thank you, Brother Zhao." He then unscrewed the cap and drank from it. He was really thirsty, so he gulped a few mouthfuls. He then returned the water to the bottle and leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.

She had also thought about whether Yue Xiang would meet with the laurel in the future, and what should she do if she did? She did not dare think deeper, for fear that she would hit the back of her lungs and enter the city, her heart gradually rose up, but she did not touch him. She met Du Changfeng, does this mean that she and Du Changfeng were fated to meet?

As she was thinking, she heard the faint sound of a child crying. She heard it carefully, and it seemed that she was not far away. She propped herself up against the wall and said, "Brother Zhao, there seems to be a child crying over there. I'll go take a look."

Brother Zhao was a blacksmith in the town. He stretched out his neck and looked at the direction she pointed. "Go and come back quickly. We'll leave as soon as everyone is here. The carriage won't wait for anyone."

Bai Qianfan agreed and let Brother Zhao help her carry the shovel. Then, she quickly walked into the darkness.

The nearby fires had been extinguished and smoke was rising from all over the place. The night was even denser than usual, the road was full of potholes, and everything was filled with burnt wood and bricks. Bai Qianfan walked forward slowly as she felt around, and when she heard the sound coming from the left, she crouched down and started crying even louder.

"What happened? Can't you find your family?"

Seeing that someone had arrived, the child spasmed. "I can't find my mother or father."

Bai Qianfan said, "I will take you to a place with many people, and ask your mother and father where they are, okay?"

The child took her hand and looked at her pitifully with a dirty face.

Bai Qianfan felt a bit sad. She seemed to be seeing her childhood sweetheart, after her wet nurse died, she looked at Big Brother pitifully, hoping that he would bring her away. But Big Brother had his own difficulties, he could not take her away, but he promised her that he would definitely come back and fetch her.

She knew what it was like to be left behind, so she squeezed the child's hand and gave him a smile. "Don't be afraid, go with your big brother."

She took the child out of the ruins and walked to places filled with people. Along the way, there were people constantly looking for their loved ones, parents looking for their children, or children calling for their parents. The anxious voice made her feel a little stifled.

The last bit of the fire had been extinguished as the entire Su City sank into complete darkness. As Morong Gan walked amongst the crowd, his ears were filled with all sorts of shouts, voices, and crying sounds.

The night was too dark, and the people who walked in could not see their faces. He heard a child's voice, "Big brother, can I look for father and mother?"

After tonight, this city would be filled with too many joys and sorrows. He walked with indifference, but he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. He stopped walking, turned around, and looked around. There were people everywhere, and he couldn't find that blurry figure …

He stood in the crowd and shook his head with a bitter smile. Why would he think that her presence was an illusion?

After walking forward a bit, he heard someone call out, "Qian Fan, Qian Fan..."

His heart skipped a beat, and he ran over to ask, "Who are you calling?"

The person answered, "Qian Fan, the ones in our town are waiting for him alone."

"His surname is Qian?"

"Yes, his surname is Qian, and his surname is Qian."

So it was Qian Fan, not Thousand Sails. He sighed as he walked forward …